Chapter 122 Master Luo is shocked

Although it is a homely dish, everyone can make boiled noodles.

But after reaching the level of a state banquet, there is still a qualitative leap.

They are much better than the head chefs and master chefs below the state banquet level.

Li Hai has been cooking pastries for more than ten years and has seen and tasted many high-quality pasta dishes.

But now, I am still amazed by the home-cooked noodles made by Wang Jianye.

Because Wang Jianye's dish reached the ceiling level of a state banquet.

Color, aroma, taste and shape have all reached the best in all aspects!
As the head chef of Fengze Garden, Zhou Qingde has also tasted many delicious foods.

But I have never seen anyone cook a home-cooked noodle dish so well.

Before eating what Wang Jianye made, he never thought that a simple home-cooked noodle dish could be so delicious.

genius!

"This level should be enough to make Master Luo willing to meet us."

Li Hai said excitedly.

Zhou Qingde also nodded excitedly: "The level of our Master Wang's cooking is so high that I don't think even Master Luo can make it. When Master Luo eats a home-cooked noodle dish that is even better than his, he will definitely want to meet Master Wang and want to know how he made it."

Both of them were very happy.

I feel like this time it's finally stable.

The time soon came to eleven o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Qingde asked Aunt Niu, who said that Master Luo usually eats around noon.

So Zhou Qingde asked Wang Jianye to start making noodles now, so that they could be delivered before Master Luo started cooking. Then Master Luo would not have to cook himself, but would choose to fill his stomach with the noodles freshly made by Wang Jianye.

Wang Jianye started to get busy. He had already cooked this home-cooked noodle dish at the level of a state banquet, and he did it very smoothly and expertly.

It's like I've done it hundreds or thousands of times.

I have reached the point where I am confident and practice makes perfect.

Soon, Wang Jianye prepared a bowl of home-cooked noodles of state banquet quality.

[Ding, experience value +1]

[Ding, the state-banquet-level homemade noodles made by the host trigger a special effect, gaining one pound of strength. ]

"What a coincidence, the second time I did it, it triggered the special effect?"

Wang Jianye was a little surprised.

He is very lucky.

After all, the probability of triggering these special effects is one percent, which is very low.

Wang Jianye put most of the noodles into a bowl, which was for Master Luo.

There was still a little soup left at the bottom of the pot, so Wang Jianye poured the rest into another bowl.

Zhou Qingde brought a large bowl of noodles to Aunt Niu and said, "Aunt Niu, the noodles are ready. Please take them to Master Luo. Remember, before Master Luo tastes them, don't say that we made them. Just say that you made an extra bowl for him."

Aunt Niu waved her hands and said with a smile: "I know, I know. I have done this many times before. I have experience. Don't worry."

After saying that, Aunt Niu took the bowl and walked towards the backyard.

Wang Jianye gulped down the half bowl that was served to him.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for increasing his strength by one pound. ]

After drinking it, Wang Jianye clenched his fists slightly. He didn’t feel any increase in strength, but he felt that the taste was quite good.

I only gained a pound of strength, but the effect is not obvious yet.

When you gain more strength, you will naturally feel it.

"In the future, if the state banquet-level dishes I make trigger special effects, I will have to taste them myself before serving them to the guests, so that I can also gain these benefits."

Wang Jianye thought to himself and put down the bowl in his hand.

Can what a cook does be called stealing?
That's called tasting food. …

At the same time, Aunt Niu came to the backyard and pushed open Master Luo's door, "Master Luo, I'm here to bring you noodles."

Master Luo was originally thinking of making something to eat, but when he heard someone was bringing him food, he became happy and said, "Now we don't have to light a fire."

"It's just been made. Chef Luo, please eat it while it's hot."

"Hey, okay."

Master Luo responded happily. He had a good relationship with Aunt Niu's family and they often sent him food and drinks, so he didn't find it strange.

After putting the bowl on the table, Aunt Niu did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she cleaned up the room while paying attention to Master Luo, "Please eat quickly."

Master Luo smelled the aroma, so he immediately took the chopsticks, sat in front of the table, picked up a noodle and blew it gently.

Aunt Niu looked at him expectantly, wondering how Master Luo would react after eating the noodles made by the young man.

After all, just now at Zhongyuan’s house, the young man made a bowl of noodles, and after the two middle-aged men ate it, they were extremely surprised.

Aunt Niu was curious about how delicious the noodles must be. They were just ordinary boiled noodles, but how could they make those two people so greedy? They were fighting over them and almost licked their bowls clean, without even a drop of food left at the bottom of the pot.

Now Aunt Niu brought the noodles to Master Luo, and while she was cleaning the house absentmindedly, she was secretly staring at Master Luo with anticipation.

"Huh, huh."

Master Luo blew on the noodles for a few times before he remembered that he hadn't peeled the garlic yet.

So he put the noodles that had been blown up back down.

Aunt Niu sighed in her heart and said, "Please try it."

Master Luo stood up and walked to the wall, and pulled off a head of garlic from the garlic braid hanging on the wall.

"When eating noodles, you have to add garlic, otherwise it will have no taste."

Master Luo placed the garlic on the table and snapped it open.

Then he picked up one of the pieces and peeled the garlic.

Then pick up the chopsticks and gently stir the noodles in the bowl to prevent them from clumping together.

Master Luo took a mouthful of noodles first, and then just when he was about to take another bite of garlic, he suddenly froze.

Ok?
This noodle...

Master Luo frowned at first, put down the garlic cloves in his hand, savored the noodles carefully, and then took another sip of the noodle soup.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, "Oh my, this is delicious."

Master Luo is a pastry chef who is very skilled at making noodles.

He doesn't even like the noodles made by ordinary people.

But when he tasted the bowl of noodles made by Wang Jianye, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Because this bowl of noodles was better than his, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Aunt Niu, how is this noodle made?"

Master Luo was so excited that he lost his mind and didn't even think about whether Aunt Niu could make noodles of higher quality than his.

"Master Luo, this noodle is not made by me. A young man made it for you at my house. He asked me to bring it to you to taste after it was made."

Aunt Niu said so.

This is what Zhou Qingde and the others told her.

When Master Luo tasted the noodles and asked about it, Aunt Niu told him the truth.

"What young man, is he still at your house?"

Master Luo said excitedly.

He especially wanted to meet that young man and ask him how he could make such good noodles, which were much better than those made by him, the top white-cooked pastry chef in the city.

(End of this chapter)